Whoa! I never really thought that the first chapter would be that successful!

…Yeah, I consider 2 good reviews HIGHLY successful…

Anyways, I truly, TRULY though that nobody would read this and that it would just be pushed back… all the way back, into the musky caverns of fanfiction, long past.

I would've continued, but I wouldn't be as motivated, or pressured, into doing so.

The Gnostic- Yes, the pressure IS on indeed! Oh, and you got that whole "It was a dark and stormy night" right on the head! You were exactly correct, but I didn't really intend on writing that one at all… after writing the first chapter and rereading it, I figured that it would be a pretty good idea, doing so, not only to make it seem cool, but to also "undercut what followed with the sense that this chapter was as "unreal" to the participants as Teen Titans are to our, uh real world", as you so elegantly put.

MCLBLUE- My first "true" good review. Pure and quick to the point! Thank you! Oh, God, Thank You! (Had to put the second "thank you" in for dramatic reasons…)

Anyways, let us continue…

Disclaimer- I do NOT own the Teen Titans… DC, Time Warner and Cartoon Network do…

Raven wanted to fly.

Raven wanted to fly away, far and as fast as supernaturally possible. But she knew how impossible, at the moment, that this would all be. She knew how everyone, Cyborg, Robin, Star, and Beast Boy would protest. Especially Beast Boy. She just knew that the other Titans would never let her just up and leave like that.

But she didn't want to put her friends in any form of danger… she felt that with more, intense solitude and meditation, this could all be treated with and cleared away. But would this really help?

For all of her life, she has done this. All of her life, she has been forced to suppress all emotion and feeling… a great sacrifice that may very well prevent any instances in which she may unintentionally hurt her friends.

But did it ever really help? How much can one take without showing emotion before popping and exploding?

"Raven?" Beast Boy asked "Is everything OK?"

"…" Raven shook her head and closed her eyes, not knowing what to say, what to do or what to think of all that was going on. She could not respond.

Beast Boy has never seen Raven in such a sad, pathetic, helpless state. Not even after that whole Malchior incidence.

"Beast Boy?" Starfire looked up to him, worriedly.

"Yeah?"

"Do you thi-"

Beast Boy sighed, cutting her off "I'm just as confused as you are… look, Star; I think that you should go to bed. Try not to think about it…"

The Tamaran let out a cold, distant sigh. Not knowing what to do or if she should argue, she flew out, slowly, back to her room. She looked back at Raven "Get well soon… friend Raven…" She tearfully waved goodnight and went away.

All was silent.

Raven sighed. She had a slight pain in her head. She was confused, she didn't know what to think of the dream, and she didn't know what to now. Was it a sign? Was it a premonition? Or was it just a scary, horrible nightmare? 'My God… what the hell is happening to me?'

Beast Boy slowly stroked at Raven's smooth, dark hair, humming some sort of soothing lullaby to her.

Raven glanced at him with red, tearful eyes. Blushing slightly, she looked to the opposite direction and forced herself to sleep.

Beast Boy yawned and rested his head on the bed, next to her. He fell asleep shortly, sitting on a chair next to the bed with his head in his arms.

The veryleast he could do was watch over her as she slept and hope that everything was going to be OK.

Beast Boy is a loud sleeper.

Yeah, just a short, calming chapter to set the mood, nothing really exciting or anything… Not much dialogue either…

I know, it WAS kind of boring, but at least I'm trying to get the ball rolling. The proverbial ball.

I hoped you enjoyed.

R&R! Suggestions? Comments? Questions? Flames? Love-Letters? I appreciate everything you say! I (heart) you all very much!